
Encourage, Equip, Empower
Each month our very own amazing writers from South Texas publish a series of blog posts written with you in mind. Our desire is to encourage, equip, and empower you through stories, experiences, and insights from our writers and from God’s Word.
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Peace in a Wild Workplace
I do not work in a church. I am involved in ministry full-time, but I also work a secular job to provide for my family. I don’t care where you work, whether it be in a church or out; if you work with people, it can be difficult. Feeling called to ministry, I have asked…
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Peace In the Wild
When I think about the phrase “peace in the wild,” I picture a leopardess in the middle of a jungle. I imagine the sound of monkeys hooting in the background while she cleans her paws. She’s laying down, feeling peaceful, she’s not worried about where her next meal will come from. She’s not anxious about…
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Jesus
At Christmas time for several years we have written about the different characters that have a part to play in the Advent story throughout the gospels on this blog. It is one of my favorite times of year because it causes me to really dig deeper into a story that I’ve been told my whole…
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Peace In the Wild

When I think about the phrase “peace in the wild,” I picture a leopardess in the middle of a jungle. I imagine the sound of monkeys hooting in the background while she cleans her paws. She’s laying down, feeling peaceful, she’s not worried about where her next meal will come from. She’s not anxious about her cubs; they’re healthy and happy. She lays her head down, closes her eyes, and rests. Ah, this is what I wish I could achieve in life.
As a kid, I was always drawn to leopards at the zoo. I remember my parents had a polaroid of me standing next to one on a family vacation. We were told not to touch the animals, so I made sure to give it plenty of room while posing. As a young adult, I had the pleasure of going to Africa and being on a safari where I experienced seeing one in the wild. It was creeping through the brush, not wanting to be seen; I snapped a quick picture. Unfortunately, you can’t tell what it is, but I know what I saw. Leopards are strong, stealthy, and, not to mention, gorgeous.
As a mom, life can get hectic, especially around the holidays. You need to wrap the gifts, make the treats, plan the family outings, squeeze in all the cinematic classics, and still find ways to create magical moments along the way. Also, who knows what day it is anymore? After Christmas and the sugar rush, the calendar seems obsolete. Holidays are wild. Schedules are wild. Life is wild. But scripture reminds us:
Philippians 4:6-7 “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 7And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”
Growing up, I had a bad habit of biting my fingernails to the point where they would not grow anymore. This became a nervous habit that I unfortunately carried into adulthood. Anytime I feel anxious or overwhelmed, I start to chew my nail polish. When did this wild act become my go to for peace and comfort?
Galatians 5:22-23 “But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.”
Peace in God is a calm spiritual state defined by trust in God’s presence and control, providing joy, rest, and protection, even during difficulties.
Several years ago, my family and I went through a very stressful season. It was filled with many uncertainties and a lot of heartbreak. However, despite all the cards stacked against us, we believed that God was going to come through. After being told in February that I wasn’t pregnant, my hope level sank, but that didn’t stop me. After 5 months of rest, prayer, and regrouping, I was ready to try again. That was when we heard the most beautiful words, “Congratulations, you’re pregnant!” These were the words we had longed to hear. Our dream was coming true, and we knew it was God. In that moment, all my husband and I could do was look at each other and smile. There was so much peace that filled our home that day. Seven years later, we have a creative, imaginative, and thriving little girl who enjoys life.
Here’s what she tells me when she can see that Mommy is feeling overwhelmed:
1) Take a deep breath
2) Count to 5
3) Pray
It’s amazing how innocent our babies can be. It breaks my heart anytime I see her disappointed or sad. I wish I could make everything better, but more times than not, I’m not in control of the situation and neither is she. Nevertheless, I’m grateful that she hasn’t experienced any hardships. And hardships will come. Life is full of them. But no matter how she’s feeling or what situation she’s dealing with, she knows she can call on the name of Jesus. He is our Prince of Peace.

We live on an acre of land in the middle of nowhere. The only sounds we hear are the mooing of cows and the train nearby. At night, we hear the gentle sounds of owls hooting and crickets chirping. We love to look up at the big black sky and count the stars. Just the other night, I witnessed the moon all big and bright. It looked like a flashlight shining down on me. When I’m feeling stressed or overwhelmed, I like to walk outside and take in the scenery. I enjoy watching the cows graze along the fence while their calves follow behind. The smell I don’t care for, but the fact that I get to see this breathtaking view every day brings me peace.
Philippians 4:8 “Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.”
As I reflect on peaceful moments in my life, I’m reminded again of the leopardess moving gracefully through the wild. She is surrounded by unpredictable terrain and potential threats, yet she remains focused and poised—never letting the chaos around her disrupt her composure. In much the same way, we are called to hold onto peaceful thoughts, even when the world feels untamed and uncertain. Like the leopardess, let’s choose to trust, breathe deeply, and seek the peace that comes from knowing who walks beside us. No matter how wild life gets, we can find moments of stillness and grace by keeping our minds fixed on Him.
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Jesus

Photo by John-Mark Smith on Pexels.com At Christmas time for several years we have written about the different characters that have a part to play in the Advent story throughout the gospels on this blog. It is one of my favorite times of year because it causes me to really dig deeper into a story that I’ve been told my whole life, and to understand it more fully in all of its depth and complexity. It doesn’t matter how many times I study it, the Lord never fails to reveal new truth year by year.
This year, however, rather than finding new depth or meaning in an old story, I have been struck by the simplicity of how and why Jesus came and the magnitude of the love that brought Him here.
Isaiah 9:6 is often quoted at this time of year:
“For a child is born to us,
a son is given to us.
The government will rest on his shoulders.
And he will be called:
Wonderful Counselor,[d] Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.”
Jesus most certainly came to a humble couple in even more humble accommodations to live and die here on this imperfect earth for our sins, but do we really grasp that it did not start one starry night in Bethlehem?
If you read the entirety of Isaiah chapter 9 you will see that Isaiah’s prophecy came to the people of Israel when they were living in exile and captivity in a foreign land. They languished in a country far from home where political turmoil and cruelty marked their lives daily, and hindered their worship of the one true God. This prophecy was God’s encouragement that this conflict would not last forever and that He had a plan for their deliverance. But God’s plan did not begin the night Jesus was born. It did not even begin when Isaiah spoke those prophetic words 700 years before that Bethlehem night.
In the gospel of John chapter 1 verses 1-5, John tells us that, “In the beginning the Word already existed. The Word was with God, and the Word was God. He existed in the beginning with God. God created everything through him, and nothing was created except through him. The Word gave life to everything that was created, and his life brought light to everyone. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.” Later in that same chapter (verse 14) he clears it up even further, (in case we missed what he was trying to tell us): “So the Word became human and made his home among us. He was full of unfailing love and faithfulness. And we have seen his glory, the glory of the Father’s one and only Son.”
God’s plan for us began “in the beginning” before time and space, there was Jesus and He already loved us. Before we even were He loved us! And even then, He already knew…
He knew that the garden would not be our home for long on this earth as He originally intended (Genesis 3:22-24). He knew that He would promise us all that we need, and yet we would doubt Him and try to make things happen ourselves (Genesis 16). He knew that He would provide for us and we would still grumble against Him again (Exodus 16) and again (Numbers 11), and again (Number 14). He knew that time and again, throughout history He would deliver and save and heal only for some to still turn away and break His heart. He knew.
He knew that the only answer, the only perfect sacrifice would be for Him to come to this cruel and painful world. To walk with us in our fears and heartache. He knew that He would have to die. He knew all of this and He loved us so much that He came anyway.
Jesus’ story did not begin in Bethlehem. The story of Jesus is written on every page of the Bible. He was there for it all.
He knew that His sacrifice would not be the perfect sacrifice if it ended in death. After walking with us in the fire and the cloud, He then came to walk with us in the flesh, only to then go before us and fight the battle to defeat death, hell and the grave for our ultimate victory.
In the light of all of that, the words of Isaiah’s prophecy are so much more than an early baby announcement:
“The people who walk in darkness
will see a great light.
For those who live in a land of deep darkness,
a light will shine.
You will enlarge the nation of Israel,
and its people will rejoice.
They will rejoice before you
as people rejoice at the harvest
and like warriors dividing the plunder.
For you will break the yoke of their slavery
and lift the heavy burden from their shoulders.
You will break the oppressor’s rod,
just as you did when you destroyed the army of Midian.
The boots of the warrior
and the uniforms bloodstained by war
will all be burned.
They will be fuel for the fire.For a child is born to us,
a son is given to us.
The government will rest on his shoulders.
And he will be called:
Wonderful Counselor,[d] Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
His government and its peace
will never end.
He will rule with fairness and justice from the throne of his ancestor David
for all eternity.”Jesus came as a baby. He lived as a man. He died our Savior and He rose to the right hand of the Father to be the Bringer of Peace, the End of Conflict, Freer of the Captives, Breaker of Chains, and a Light to those in darkness. Praise the Lord!
It’s amazing to think that He knew all of that in the time before time even began, but do you know what is even more amazing? He knew you. He knew your name and He saw your face through it all.
For those who would argue that this prophecy is not for us today because it was spoken to a specific people at a time in history, I want to tell you one more person that Jesus is: He is the Beginning and the End, He is the same yesterday, today and forever. He is the author and greatest player of this story that we call life, and He is the great Connector of the Bible from beginning to end because He is the Word! Why would God have had all of it written down and preserved and debated for centuries if it wasn’t for you today? He did it all for you because He loves you.

I pray that you go forward into 2026 with audacious faith, knowing that you are so loved, believing that the Word of God is for you in its entirety, and knowing that God has greater things in store for you if you will just linger in His presence this year. Blessings, sisters! We love you!
by Stephanie S.
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Joseph-Beauty from Brokenness

Photo by Milany Figueroa on Pexels.com Matthew 1:18-25
18 This is how the birth of Jesus the Messiah came about[a]: His mother Mary was pledged to be married to Joseph, but before they came together, she was found to be pregnant through the Holy Spirit. 19 Because Joseph her husband was faithful to the law, and yet[b] did not want to expose her to public disgrace, he had in mind to divorce her quietly.
20 But after he had considered this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, “Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. 21 She will give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus,[c] because he will save his people from their sins.”
22 All this took place to fulfill what the Lord had said through the prophet: 23 “The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel”[d] (which means “God with us”).
24 When Joseph woke up, he did what the angel of the Lord had commanded him and took Mary home as his wife. 25 But he did not consummate their marriage until she gave birth to a son. And he gave him the name Jesus.
I sat there with my husband in a coffee shop just beneath the social services office where our appointment to meet our new son was scheduled to happen within the hour. We had arrived much too early, so I ordered an americano that I was too nervous to drink so that we had an excuse to wait inside and escape the damp chill of November in South Korea. I stared into my steaming hot coffee, a million questions racing through my mind:
What will he think of me?
Will he bond with me?
Will he grow up wishing I was someone else?
I felt incredibly inadequate for the journey ahead. And then I caught a glimpse of him in the hallway- shaggy black hair and dark, almond eyes, wearing a tiny trench coat and laughing as he ran to the elevator with his foster mother close behind. My breath caught in my throat and tears instantly sprang to my eyes as I saw my son for the first time. My son. The weight of those words settled deep into my chest as I thought of the conflicting narratives that would make a child without my DNA my son. It was a miracle, and yet-
he would not be my son if it wasn’t for brokenness.
Adoption is beautiful and redemptive, yes. I am deeply grateful for the immense privilege of raising a precious son who was not born to me. And still, it cannot be denied that adoption is born out of brokenness- broken systems, broken families, a broken world. As I held my new son that night in our hotel room, his eyes full of sadness and his body shaking with sobs, that brokenness became my own.
A little over a month later, we found ourselves back at home in Texas, Christmas celebrations in full-swing and adjusting to life with a busy toddler who was now laughing and playing with his big sisters. As we began to read the account of the Christmas story as a family like always, I suddenly found a new kinship with Joseph, the adoptive father of the newborn Messiah. There isn’t much written about Joseph’s life, but as I read the familiar passages about his integrity, his dreams, and his surrender to the radical plan of God, I recognized a thread in the miraculous weaving together of the holy family that I’m not sure I had seen before:
Jesus wouldn’t have been his son if it wasn’t for brokenness.
It was the brokenness in this world that compelled God to send His Son to it. Without brokenness, there would have been no need for a Savior, no need for this unlikely family from Nazareth. Joseph must have known this. He must have understood that his role as a father to the Christ child was a miraculous redemption of a flawed humanity. And although fatherhood would come to him in an unconventional fashion, he said yes anyway. I wondered if on that long trek to Bethlehem, Joseph held the same questions about Jesus as I did about our son in his heart:
What will he think of me?
Will he bond with me?
Will he grow up wishing I was someone else?
It must have been a daunting task, to become the earthly father to the Son of God. I imagine Joseph felt incredibly inadequate for the journey ahead, his own brokenness and flaws glaringly obvious in the face of such a holy assignment. When Joseph finally laid eyes on his newborn child, he didn’t recognize his own features in that tiny face. Instead, he saw the extravagant grace of God- a gift of His incarnate presence wrapped in swaddling clothes. I imagine Joseph’s breath caught in his throat and tears sprang to his eyes as he saw Him for the first time- his son. The weight of it settled in his chest. What a miracle that God would overlook his flaws and redeem the world’s brokenness to give him a son. He learned that night what we all need to hear-
Sometimes the most beautiful gifts come from brokenness.
The Christmas story illustrates this truth in the most stunningly beautiful way: A world lost in sin receives a gift it doesn’t deserve. An imperfect, unsuspecting young man becomes the adoptive father to the newborn King. A Son born into darkness becomes the Light of the World. Today, may we be reminded that our brokenness is no match for God. He gathers our loose threads tattered from sin and suffering and, like Joseph, weaves us into a family through a Son not born to us, but for us. A Son born into brokenness in order to redeem it.

Father, thank you that you did not despise our brokenness, but you showed compassion toward us through the extravagance of your Son Jesus coming to earth to bring redemption to us. We are overwhelmed by your goodness. Help us to recognize the places in our lives where you are bringing beauty out our brokenness. May we experience a deeper gratitude than ever before for your love that redeems us and makes us whole. Amen.
by Heather F.
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Mary, did you know?

Photo by Quu00ed Tru1ea7n on Pexels.com We first meet Mary at perhaps the scariest moment of her life, when she is face to face with an angel. Angels in scripture almost always begin their messages with variations of, “Don’t worry! Be not afraid! Chill out.” In the Gospel of Luke we meet Mary as a young teen girl engaged to Joseph, a hardworking carpenter or perhaps even a stone mason.
Gabriel even calls her, “Favored one” which is a beautiful revelation on her character, however, Luke tells us that Mary was greatly troubled by his greeting. Do you take compliments well? I surely don’t. I get nervous and overly deny any sort of compliments and try to change the subject quickly. Have you ever wondered what Mary was thinking when it was revealed to her that she had found favor with her creator God?
Mary wasn’t born during a time where scripture was easily accessible, especially to young girls, and most of her knowledge about God was gleaned from her time growing up with her family. She certainly did not have her own scrolls to read at home and was more likely learning how to become a wife and mother herself and not attending lectures and readings of the holy texts. What blows my mind is how, by the world’s standards 2,000 years ago and perhaps even our standards today, God chose wrong. He didn’t find the cleanest, wealthiest, or most popular family. God chose a humble unwed girl, from a small insignificant town, who He deemed favorable, to carry and birth His son, the Savior of the world. God choosing Mary was a divine gift to not only her, but to every woman and girl who has ever dreamed of being used by God. A dream that has roots reaching back to the birth of our very savior.
”And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. And the Lord God will give to him the throne of his father David, and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and of his kingdom there will be no end.” Luke 1:31-33
Mary’s response is excellent. She doesn’t comment on the name choice or gender of her child. She doesn’t stammer and stutter at the majesty of being chosen to birth the Most High. She doesn’t remark on the fact that he will be royalty and have a throne that extends into forever. No, Mary’s response is, “How will this be, since I am a virgin?” Mary is young and humble, but here we see how she sees into the details. None of the other awe inspiring things can happen, if she doesn’t conceive and birth this miracle king.
Gabriel doesn’t seem frustrated at her attempt to fathom not only this amazing conversation, but also how she will fulfill her part in it. He answers her not only with exactly how this will all occur, but he also reveals a sweet surprise-her beloved cousin Elizabeth is pregnant. Not only is God performing miracles in her life but also in the lives of her relatives. He ends this powerful revelation with, “For nothing will be impossible with God.” That is a reminder we all can cling to, not just Mary. When we are stressed and overwhelmed or devastated and depleted of hope, may the Holy Spirit stir this truth in our hearts, for nothing will be impossible with God.”
Mary’s answer to Gabriel is beautiful and brief. “Behold, I am the servant of the Lord; let it be to me according to your word.” Luke 1:38 That’s it. Her entire response after the revelation that she, a young unwed girl, will become pregnant and give birth to not just any child, but the Son of God. “Behold, I am the servant of the Lord; let it be to me according to your word.” Mary was immediately obedient. Her deep faith and humility is evident in her deep trust in this divine encounter. She didn’t ask question after question about what her family or betrothed would think of her. She didn’t ask for special help or insight into how everything would happen. She heard the angel of the Lord speak about God’s will and she quickly and obediently accepted. May we too have such confident boldness with what the Lord reveals to us. “Yes Lord. I am your servant. Let it be to me according to your word. I trust you.”
Fast forwarding through most of Mary’s pregnancy we meet her and Joseph on the road from Nazareth to Bethlehem. This journey should have taken about 3 maybe 4 days on foot for a young healthy couple. Have you ever traveled with a heavily pregnant woman? Have you been that woman? It is painful and uncomfortable and that’s with all of our modern day amenities! This journey was anywhere from 70-90 miles depending on the exact starting point and ending place as well as the route that had to be taken. My heart goes out to both Mary and Joseph as they continue to do the Lord’s will despite everything.
After a long journey, in a town that wasn’t their home, Mary’s birth pains begin. Or perhaps they began while they traveled. Maybe the journey started the birthing process and every mile closer to Bethlehem held more pain. This promised child making his way into the world. Born of a virgin ushered into the world, not with fanfare and riches, but in humility and love.
Now that I have birthed children of my own, I think of Mary and the Christmas story very differently. Were there midwives to assist Mary in her long and painful birth? Did Jesus have trouble latching? Did Mary, overcome with exhaustion, place Jesus on her chest skin to skin while she rested and recovered?

Mary is without a doubt a beautiful and instrumental component in God’s redemption story for humanity. She is a beautiful example of audacious faith we can be inspired by. May we also, as children of God, be ready to be used boldly by God exactly where He has us. Let our Savior use us to show this weary world what the thrill of hope truly is.
by MaKenzie V.
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When the Rains Delay: Lessons from a Spiritual Drought

My family and I used to live in the Gulf Coast area, where it would rain almost every day. Just last year, we moved to a small town in Columbus, Texas. We live in the middle of nowhere. Our neighbor has his own little farm where he raises these beautiful milk cows. It’s breathtaking when I catch the sun rising or setting over the land, but there’s a problem: it hasn’t rained in almost a month, and the grass is slowly dying. This isn’t good for the cows or other farmer’s crops. The county has already put burn bans in place and in some areas, it’s recommended to conserve water. I remember a time in my life when I had experienced a drought- only it wasn’t happening to the crops; no, it was happening to my soul.
A spiritual drought can be described as a period of feeling disconnected from God, a lack of spiritual vitality, or a decline in your faith or prayer life. This was me. I had let years of disappointment turn into bitterness. I couldn’t understand why God wasn’t answering my prayers. Didn’t he care how miserable I was? Couldn’t he see the hurt I had felt? Where was God? Why wasn’t he there? These were the questions I kept asking myself. It wasn’t until a friend talked to me, and helped me realize the problem.
Deuteronomy 11:13-15
13 “So if you faithfully obey the commands I am giving you today—to love the Lord your God and to serve him with all your heart and with all your soul— 14 then I will send rain on your land in its season, both autumn and spring rains, so that you may gather in your grain, new wine and olive oil. 15 I will provide grass in the fields for your cattle, and you will eat and be satisfied.”
This message was originally given to the Israelites after the Lord had brought them out of slavery from Egypt. If you continue reading, God was warning them that if they didn’t stay the course and live according to his word, then it wouldn’t rain.
Deuteronomy 11:16-17
16 “Be careful, or you will be enticed to turn away and worship other gods and bow down to them. 17 Then the Lord’s anger will burn against you, and he will shut up the heavens so that it will not rain and the ground will yield no produce, and you will soon perish from the good land the Lord is giving you.”
When crops experience drought stress, their photosynthesis declines and they struggle to absorb essential nutrients, ultimately reducing yields. Drought conditions also restrict nutrient movement in the soil, which can result in plant deficiencies. Additionally, drought-stressed forage crops like hay or silage may accumulate excessive nitrates, increasing the risk of livestock poisoning. Just like the rain provides cleansing, growth, and renewal, God does the same for us. The longer I allowed myself to sit and wallow in pity, the further I was from the rain—from God. I wasn’t loving him with all my heart, mind or soul. I was too consumed with what I wanted to see over what God wanted for me.
We must get out of the way, so God can do what he wants to do. It took the Israelites over 40 years to understand this. God proved himself to be faithful, and they still didn’t move out of the way. This cost many of them the promised land and the harvest.
When you think of a physical harvest, you think of mature crops like grain, fruit, or vegetables from a field, but what would a spiritual harvest look like?
This could include but is not limited to:
- Gifts or talents
- Healing
- Spiritual guidance
- Finances
- Miracles
- Salvation
In my case, I was looking for spiritual guidance in my life. There were 4 things I knew that I needed to do:
- Seek God’s word daily; it wasn’t enough to know it, I needed to study it too.
- Pray with hopefulness, not desperation.
- Fast the distractions in my life. It’s hard to listen for God’s voice when you’re distracted all the time.
- Trust that God will do what he says he’ll do.

After almost a month of dedicating myself to the Lord in this manner, I could hear his voice clearly. He had answered my prayers. I knew what direction to go in, and I just needed to follow through with it. It wasn’t an easy task either, but the Lord had ordained it; I started to feel hopeful again.
I’d love to tell you that God brought the full harvest right away, but that’s not what happened. It was about a 2-year process of seeking, praying, and trusting. We went through some more droughts, and rainstorms along the way but in the end, the Lord proved to be faithful. Just like he brought rain to Columbus this week, he brought us a beautiful harvest, that was more than we could have imagined.
I want to encourage you to continue seeking God, praying with an open heart, and trusting Him even when the road feels uncertain. Your harvest might not arrive overnight, but each step of faith brings you closer to what He has prepared for you. Remember, the Lord is faithful, and as you lean into His promises, He will guide you through every season—droughts and rainstorms alike—until your own beautiful harvest comes to fruition.
Psalm 136:1-
“Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good. His love endures forever.”
by Melinda B.

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